I love the monster Kid, Mexican wrestling, Twilight Zone, imaginary early '60s, sick, slightly off, David Cronenbergesque biological mutation, science fiction, psychedelic world that Charles Burns creates in his work. These are three stories from his Big Baby strip loosely linked together, a kind of weird, episodic-horror-anthology-film-by-Amicus triptych. Mostly in Burns' stuff I find all of the above stylistic elements covering up an actually naive early '60s comic strip innocence with the curiosity and vaguely musty/moldy terror of adolescent sexual desire permeating the stories. Burns hits adolescence right on with the pop psychology that blames parents/the adult world for its capitalistic/opportunistic abuse and how it drives us to madness and murder, has papa stealing your girl in a reverse Oedipus, makes you the high-school laughingstock with your doggie heart, and mixes marriage with war and dismemberment, the ultimate anxiety, how gender and identity, without adult sex, can be a hidden secret beneath the veneer of clothing and culture and who knows what going to war, working in a library, or taking many, many business trips does to our identity and gender-identity.
I really love Burns' more recent graphic novel Black Hole and many of these same themes are much more subtly and eerily realistically presented there, so Skin Deep is both more quick, a tad more fun, but considerably less sublime than the full-on graphic novel--it's great for those of short attention spans and who might crave a tad more stylistic flash and fun impact from your summer comic reading. Evviva!